Chapter 538

"That must be done." Chu Wenyang yelled on the phone, as if he was very nervous about this document.

I sighed, since Chu Wenyang's words were so terrific, it would seem a bit difficult for me not to tell him the truth.

After a moment of silence, I was completely embarrassed. I didn't have any fart documents, and I was so embarrassed to play Chu Wenyang around.

Chu Wenyang was in a hurry, and urged: "Hey, hey, you should give me a word."

I took a deep breath, feeling unprecedented embarrassment, ready to be scolded by Chu Wenyang, and said: "Actually... I don't have any documents at all, I have been fooling you, there is only one copy of that document, and I don't have a copy. "

Chu Wenyang was on the other end of the phone, and suddenly he was speechless, only the sound of gasping for breath came from.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Wenyang became furious as if he had choked on old blood, and yelled at me.

"What???"

"So you don't have anything?"

"You brat, how dare you play tricks on me? Damn you, you are shameless, despicable, and obscene!"

Chu Wenyang was so angry that he was trembling when he spoke, and cursed desperately to death, directly scolding me bloody.

The mobile phone roared, and I was separated by a few centimeters, and my ears were almost deafened.

After scolding for a few minutes, Chu Wenyang’s anger finally subsided a lot, I put the phone back to my ear, and said with a smile: “Oh, I’m sorry, Old Chu, I don’t want to, you just Can you understand and understand me?"

When Chu Wenyang heard this, he became furious again, and scolded angrily, "I'm considerate of you, uncle, I've never seen someone like you, damn it, you're the first person to play me like a dog, bastard , you are simply an older fox than an old fox, Song Hai is not as cunning as you!"

But Chu Wenyang just scolded halfway, and then suddenly paused, and there was no sound at that time.

"Huh? What's the situation?" I couldn't help but wonder, did Chu Wenyang really spit blood from my anger?

As a result, Chu Wenyang's tone changed, and he asked in an extremely skeptical tone: "You boy, you are so cunning, so you don't want to give me evidence, so you just deliberately lie to me and say no? What will happen in the future?" Threatening me again, right?"

"No, no, how could it be? If you don't believe me, you can ask Chu Yuyan." I quickly denied it.

"No, it's impossible. I knew from your tone of voice that you must have some, and with your means, how can you not have documents? You must be lying. I will ask Yuyan when the time comes. You will definitely tell me if you don’t have it, but in fact you do!” Chu Wenyang still didn’t believe it, thinking that Chu Yuyan and I had joined forces long ago.

"I really don't! How do you want me to explain it to you?" I was helpless, Chu Wenyang was clever but was mistaken by cleverness, or he just didn't trust me.

"There's no need to explain, don't you just don't want to give it to me? Do you need to play this kind of routine? Li Shaobai, I know you thoroughly today." Chu Wenyang became even more angry.

I had a feeling that I couldn't explain it, so I had to continue to explain, "No, really not, I swear to God."

"Swear? Swearing is of no use to you, it's like Chinese cabbage, Li Shaobai, anyway, remember, I'll never end with you!" Chu Wenyang was completely angry, and hung up on me in a fit of anger.

I held the phone in a daze for a while, and I was dumbfounded, cursing to myself what the hell is going on? Didn't I say that I have no documents? Why is Chu Wenyang still unwilling to believe me? Am I that unworthy of being trusted?

"Anyway, I've already explained it. Believe it or not, it's his business..." I shoved the phone back into my pocket in embarrassment.

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For the next few days, I lived in Qianyang Palace, and my days were quite leisurely. However, due to the death of the three eldest sons, I did not participate in the internal affairs of the Li family for the time being.

On the other hand, Li Qinghao, since Li Ji's death, he has been staying in the ancestral hall, guarding the spiritual seat and never leaving. He doesn't think about eating and drinking all day long, and his hair has turned completely gray.

I quietly went to the gate of the ancestral hall to look at it a few times. In the past few days, he has lost a lot of weight, his face is haggard, as if he is devastated, and he will bow his head and wipe tears from time to time.

Suddenly sighing softly, I stood outside the door, knowing that Li Qinghao is absolutely impossible to be a collapsed person, the powerful hatred of killing his son is enough to support him to stand up again, it is only a matter of time.

Looking back, I counted the time, and there are only three days left before the first seven days of the three sons, which means that after three days, I will be able to officially marry Chu Yuyan, and then I will marry Ning Xing.

Just at this juncture, I had another conflict with the old man Chu Wenyang, and I felt that the marriage would definitely not go smoothly.

The most important thing is that I have received news through the Li family that the Fang family has used their great connections and even negotiated with Zhong Hai to ask the other party to release Fang Dao in advance.

Faintly, it seems that a big contest will appear in three days.

Soon, on the night of the first seven days, the Li family members gathered again in the ancestral hall.

But in order not to provoke Li Qinghao's anger, I still sat outside the door, waiting silently, and could only stare at the situation inside through the open door.

At this moment, most people's emotions have calmed down.

"The three sons are gone, we want to live better."

"The fifth son was amazing and brilliant all his life, but it's a pity that he died innocently in the hands of Qinglong in the end."

"The same is true for the third son, who in the whole Li family doesn't know Li Jin's name?"

"And Lee Kee..."

"Perhaps, this is fate."

Hearing the comments of loyal relatives seemed to stimulate Li Qinghao, holding the spirit card in his hand, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and shouted angrily: "This is not fate, all this is man-made, my son was killed!"

The old man scolded, "Qinghao, it's been so many days, can't you calm down?"

"Old man, if Li Qingcheng dies in front of you and his face is crushed, can you calm down?" Li Qinghao raised the corners of his mouth and suddenly sneered, his eyes gradually showing a look of madness.

The old man was speechless and couldn't help sighing.

But at this moment, a colorful butterfly flew into the ancestral hall and circled inside, and everyone was watching.

The butterfly slowly landed on Li Qinghao's shoulder, and after spreading its wings slightly, it stood still.

Li Qinghao was shocked, his mad look disappeared instantly, and turned into bursts of sadness. He looked sideways at the butterfly on his shoulder, trembling, and murmured: "Ji'er, is that you? Have you come back to see your father?"

The butterfly moved suddenly, but did not fly away.

Li Qinghao suddenly burst into tears, his throat choked to the extreme, "Ji'er, I miss you for my father, you must want me to avenge you, don't worry, I will avenge you, I, Li Qinghao, swear to God! I will live for my father and die for you. ..for you too!"

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